It
was probably over ten years ago now that I was signing a graduation
card for someone and I thought to myself what a nice touch it would
be to create my own graduation cards with my words of wisdom,
philosophies of life, inside to share! I
mean, what graduate wouldn't want to hear the kernels of truth that I
have gleaned over the many years of my life! And I thought
perhaps when I am older, I will decide on a series of statements that
comprised my philosophy of life.
The
next thought that came to me was that I was already old and I
should stop being lazy and come up with the words of wisdom
that I allegedly already live by.
So
I thought and thought. Eventually I came up with six statements. And
it surprised me to realize that of the six, one of them was a common
phrase, one is something original by me that was added long after the
first five were made into the list, two are statements of my Dad, and
two are from the associate pastor of the church the girls and I
attended here in Georgia for about ten years.
There
are many remembrances of the church we went to. Both the senior
pastor and my Sunday school teacher are larger than life, and I still
refer to things they said or did that have stuck with me in valuable
ways over these many years. But it is the associate pastor, a lovely
and shy-with-sermons woman, who made not one, but two statements
which have helped comprise my list of philosophies of life.
One
of those statements came from a Christmas sermon – the story of the Magi. How
did she even keep our attention that Christmas? She was talking about
a story we have heard since the beginning of each of our lives –
the story sits in our homes every holiday season – the Three Kings
and their accompanying camels and their gifts all squeezed into our
nativity scenes. And our brains as we were sitting there in the
service – our brains were all clogged with things that need doing,
keeping the kids behaving now, what we will do first once we are out
of church, and so on the dizzying list continued. How could she have
kept our attention?
our Nativity Set |
She
might have begun with the chain of events with which we were
all familiar, I don't remember, my mind was wandering – the wise
men or maybe they were kings or maybe they were just wealthy students
maybe there were three maybe more following a star that they believed
was going to lead them to a new king. They found the baby and gave
him gifts. And an angel told the Magi to return home a different way
than the route on which they had come as a means of protecting the baby
from others who wanted to know his whereabouts. Yes, we know that
story – how was the associate pastor going to grab our attention?
The
Magi not only went home on a road different from the one on which
they came, but they themselves were different than when they
started. They had seen something special, a promise of the future –
how could they have been the same when they got back home? That was
the pastor's message for all of us that Christmas – she said go
home different than the way you came. Make an effort to see,
learn, make a difference each time you go out, be aware of the differences and reflect on them – and definitely travel a different route home.
Go
home different than the way you came. The grammar glitch catches
you – and you realize there are two meanings to the statement –
and it kind of spurs you on.
Not
only is this on my list of words of wisdom – statement number
three right after my Dad's two quotes on life, but it has become a
kind of mission statement for me as a storyteller as well – to
tellers and listeners alike, go home different than the way you
came!
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